Pan Jian turned around and saw four girls coming in at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, the most eye-catching of which was the tall and delicate one he had just seen in the laboratory in the afternoon.

"Asked Xue Yan who the girl was, she didn't say whether she was alive or dead, and thought it wasn't Beijing University, but she was able to come here to eat, it seemed to be about the same."

"Not necessarily, there's a medical university nearby."

"I bet she's definitely from Kyoto."

Except for Pan Jian, who didn't say a word, the other three all pointed in Mu Jiawen's direction and guessed as much as they could.

"You say, what does she have to do with Yu Ye?"

was kicked out of the laboratory, and now the professor doesn't call anymore, just calls his name.

The young man sitting with Pan Jian sneered, "What else does it matter, except for hey, where are you going?" ”

While the three of them were talking, Pan Jian suddenly got up and left, and by the time they reacted, he had already walked to the table where the four girls had just sat down.

After Mu Jiawen and a few people came in, they were led by the waiter to sit down by the window, Liang Yujun took the menu, picked up the pen and hooked while talking, Mu Jiawen sat next to her and looked down, and suddenly, a shadow fell overhead.

Mu Jiawen, Liang Yujun and Ding Yuanyuan on the opposite side looked up at the same time.

"You're from Kyoto? What is your name? Which department? ”

The tone of the speech is extremely bad, and when you hear it, it is not the kind of person who wants to talk.

"Who are you?"

Without waiting for Mu Jiawen to speak, Ding Yuanyuan next to her picked up the chopsticks at hand, pointed at Pan Jian and said loudly, "Where did the stinky rascal come from?" Running in broad daylight to say something nasty. Waiter, don't you care? Someone is playing hooligan! What kind of hotel is this? Don't let people eat? ”

Many waiters and customers in the store all turned their heads to look at each other, they didn't know if they were hooligans or not, but Pan Jian, a man, stood at the table of the four girls of the family, and his face was grim, and he looked like he was finding fault.

Finding fault is about the same as playing hooligan, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The two male waiters immediately walked over and stood opposite Pan Jian, looked at him vigilantly, and said as politely as possible, "You either go back to your seat, or leave if you finish eating?" ”

Ding Yuanyuan leaned closer to Sha Yali as if she was afraid, "You look at him like that, as if he wants to beat us, but we don't know him at all." Is the law and order so bad now? If you go out for a meal, you will be threatened. Please let him go, or we won't dare to eat here." ”

"As soon as a few girls sat down, he rushed over, and asked them fiercely what their names were, as if they were going to do it without telling him, there was something wrong with this brain, right?"

There was a family of three sitting next to them, who looked like they were here to send their children to school, and the middle-aged woman had been paying attention to their table because she was attracted by Mu Jiawen's appearance, and she happened to hear Pan Jian's words clearly.

It feels like a hooligan when he says it, although he looks like Sven.

Seeing that someone was helping, Ding Yuanyuan nodded frantically, "That's it, he, he seems to have drunk, it can't be that he wants to be drunk, right?" It's scary, you see my roommate is so scared that he can't speak. ”

After speaking, she stepped on Mu Jiawen under the table, and her hard leather sandals happened to step on Gajia's little toes, and her mouth was so painful that she almost cried.

But this expression fell into the eyes of outsiders, as if he was really frightened.

Seeing this, the two male waiters couldn't help but say that one left and one right set up Pan Jian and walked out.

When they got closer, they also smelled the smell of wine on Pan Jian's body, so they drank a little wine, and when they saw that the little girl was beautiful, they came over to play hooligan?

There was a lot of discussion around them, especially the parents who came to see off their children, who were saying that this college student drank some cat urine like a hooligan, and pounced on the beautiful girl when he saw it

The three companions in the corner not far away watched this scene in amazement, because the plot developed so fast and twisted that Pan Jian was taken away by the waiter and thrown out of the hot pot restaurant, and they finally reacted to what happened.

The three of them hurriedly got up, one went to pay the bill, and the other went outside to find Pan Jian.

As a party concerned, Pan Jian is now angry.

After living for more than 20 years, it was the first time he was called a hooligan in public, and it was also the first time that he was kicked out by a waiter in a hotel, so that the feeling of shame made him forget to defend himself.

Of course, it was also because he had drunk a lot of alcohol before, and his brain reaction was a little slow, so when Ding Yuanyuan shouted for the first time, he was so angry that he forgot what he wanted to do in the past.

"Lao Pan, Lao Pan, why do you say you are so impulsive?" Companion He Chong said dissatisfied, "Just run over in a daze, people will tell you that it's weird." ”

Pan Jian wiped his face, turned his head and looked at the transparent glass window of the hot pot restaurant with gloomy eyes, and that position was Mu Jiawen's four people.

"Lao He, isn't that kid from the Propaganda Department of the Student Union your fellow countryman? Call him over and ask him if he knows the girl. With such a face, if it were Beijing University, it would be impossible for the student union not to know. ”

Not to mention that the Propaganda Department of Beijing University specializes in recruiting handsome men and beautiful women, even if it is not, it is difficult for Mu Jiawen to be unknown in school.

He Chong made a phone call, and then the four of them went to the coffee shop diagonally opposite, one was to wait for someone, and the other was to sober up.

Not long after, a boy in a black T-shirt arrived in a hurry.

"Brother He, what's the matter?"

The boy ran sweating profusely, took the juice handed by He Chong and drank half of it in one go.

After he sat down, He Chong pointed to the hot pot restaurant opposite, "The table in the middle of the window, four girls, do you see?" ”

The boy is none other than Yang Boran.

He saw Mu Jiawen at a glance, and he also knew Liang Yujun, after all, there were not many girls in the School of Physics, and he happened to have helped them before, and they were quite familiar with each other.

"Did you say Mu Jiawen and them? It's not Brother He, what do you mean? Want to chase her? She has a boyfriend. ”

Yang Boran didn't think much about it, and directly shook Mu Jiawen's bottom out, "The 'Feixue' computer store at the gate of our school knows, right?" Didn't you say that it was opened by two students from the Department of Computer Science? One of them was her boyfriend. ”

So don't look at you as a PhD student, but hopeless.

He Chong and Pan Jian were stunned for a moment, and they had also heard a little about the sophomore boy in the computer department who started a computer store and opened a computer store, after all, the computers of the four of them were also bought there.

However, the physics department is different from the computer science department, they are concerned with experiments, which laboratory they can enter.

So I heard it and passed it, but I didn't take it to heart.

And the reason why they were surprised was not because of Mu Jiawen's boyfriend, but because of her surname!

She is also surnamed Mu?

So you are related to Mu Jun?

In order to avoid mistakes, He Chong asked again, "Is Mu Jiawen the most beautiful among them that you are talking about?" The one wearing a white T-shirt by the window? ”

"yes, didn't you ask her?"

Oops, this chapter is scheduled to be released in the afternoon, and I just saw that it was still in the draft box.